Page 87 of My Demon Hunter


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She nearly screamed and threw up at the same time. Only her lips pressed firmly together kept it in.

“Now you’ve done it.” The demon with the gold eyes—Raum—took a sip of his drink and watched Iris’s mental breakdown with mild interest.

Eva’s eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen. “No, wait! Don’t go back there—”

Iris dodged her and ran down the hallway to rescue her sister.

She was fast, but the fucking demons were faster. Before she could blink, Meph was standing in front of her, one obscenely ripped, tattooed arm blocking her passage down the hall.

“Sorry, doll, can’t you let you cockblock my guy.”

“Get the hell out of my way! What is he doing to her? I’ll kill you and him and all of you if he hurts her!”

Meph held up his hands. “Jeez, woman, you’ve got no chill. Lily’s fine. I’m only stopping you from going in there and killing the vibe.”

“Killing the vibe? Are you kidding me?”

“Trust me, it’s a valid concern. I had a nice buzz going on before you showed up, and now look at me. Sober as a judge.”

“Get out of my way.”

His red eyes narrowed in challenge as he reached out to block her way again. Only that stupid grin never left his face, like this was all a big game to him.

She wanted to punch him, to wipe that look off his face and show him what it felt like to be truly afraid. Motherfucker like him, who spent his life tormenting other people, had probably never felt true fear, and she hated him for it.

“Just let her go, Meph.”

Iris glanced over her shoulder and saw Raum standing behind her. She hated that he’d snuck up on her without her knowledge. She hated that, at any second, any one of them could kill her, and there wasn’t a bloody thing she could do about it.

“Fine.” Meph dropped his arm. “But don’t come crying to me when you get an eyeful.”

The two demons went back to the kitchen while debating what the female equivalent of ‘cockblocking’ was, but Iris barely noticed. Her gaze fixed like a laser beam on the closed door at the end of the hall.

“Lily!” The shouted cry was her only warning before she crashed through it like a battering ram.

* * *

“Mist—”Lily swallowed hard. How was he in pain? Why hadn’t he told her?

“Lily!”

She had just enough time to glance over her shoulder before the door burst open, revealing her blue-haired twin. Mist sat up with a jolt.

Iris took one look at him and murderous rage filled her eyes. She charged across the room, shouting, “Get away from my sister—!”

“What the fuck, Iris?” She had never loved Mist’s wings more than that moment when they snapped out and wrapped around their bodies like a blanket. “Get out of here!”

“He’s a demon—”

“I know he’s a fucking demon, goddamn it!” Lily never shouted, and she never swore. But she was damn well doing it now. “ObviouslyI know that! You are the most pig-headed person I’ve ever met, I swear to god! Get the hell out!”

Iris froze, arms up as if she was still contemplating attacking, her mouth slightly open. Mist, to his credit, just tightened his arms around Lily and let her handle it.

“What are you still doing in here!” Lily shrieked when her sister didn’t move.

Finally, Iris lifted her palms and backed out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Lily slapped her palms to her cheeks. “Oh my god, I can’t believe she did that! What did she think was going to happen? I don’t know what is up with her, but she’d better start talking or—”